Upon hearing what Li Shihong said, Lu You's eyes slightly twitched, and he immediately said, "I didn't treat him randomly. If I hadn't used those needles just now, he wouldn't have lasted until the surgery."
"Oh?"
Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Li Shihong showed a hint of disdain and coldly laughed, "Miracle worker, so you think a few broken needles let him hold out until surgery?"
"Since you're so impressive, why don't you tell me what his condition is?"
Li Shihong looked at Lu Yu, his words filled with provocation.
Hearing Li Shihong's words, Lu Yu raised his brow and immediately replied, "Extensive soft tissue contusion, three broken ribs, one puncturing the spleen, causing massive uncontrollable blood vomiting. If you still consider yourself a doctor, you should perform surgery immediately, not stand here showing off!"
"You!"
